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Chapter 16

Blank.

They thought wrong.

They thought we'd lose just like that. Like I'll ever let them win. My vision? They clouded it. They struck a very fragile bone.

Nobody.

Nobody can hurt my friends. Without me getting rid of them. Without me having to punish them.

With them having to get away with it.

As I laid Ruka on the ground, I called for Ichiru.

"So what's the plan?" He asked as immediately as he got beside me.

"They asked for it, and so we give 'em sht." I cursed and wore the mask that I stole from Blackbeard's minion, so did Ichiru.

I grabbed the things that I always tied on my thighs. The blades that made us infamous.

"You still keep those babies? I thought you're gonna stop?" Ichiru smiled.

I smirked. "They're too precious to be thrown away."

Ichiru's smile grew brighter. "So we give 'em it?"

"They didn't just let Blonde inhale the fcking smokes just to stab us half-dead. But I saw bruises on her arms and chest. They've put poison into its molecules. They want us dead."

"An eye for an eye?" He asked, installing the magazine into his gun.

I shrugged. "They started, we'll just finish it."

"Alright. Let's show them what we got, Blank."

"We're definitely on this, Zero."

Zero.

The smoke had almost clear out. We walked to the middle of the field with each of our hands occupied. We'll just fight back fully equipped.

"As expected of Dumb Blondes. Weak Blondes. Or to be specific, the Blonde is of course a nuisance. As feeble as the gas."

Rima clenched her fists. But still, she kept cool. We're on our full tank kkangpae mode right now. We won't let those BS sway us out.

"Nuff said, Einstein. Let's get started." She said that with her famous ice, cold glare. I literally freezed.

BLANK MODE is hyped.

After displaying her wit, she ran swiftly towards BlackBeard and slashed his gut in a shallow manner. I didn't see that one coming.

She's angry. And I can sense that.

BlackBeard was a half more than as shock as me. This'll be the first time that newcomers will see how true-blooded kkanpaes fight.

There are things that you should know about us, kkangpaes:

We have codenames.

Triggering our weak spots:

Always a wrong move.

Once we start a battle:

We end it with victory on our flanks.

Once we are into the fight:

We do it fair and square.

You asked for blood?

The biggest mistake you ever did in your entire gangster experience.

Blank.

He talked too much. I think I should shut his pothole with these babies.

After slashing his gut, he wrapped his arms on his belly, groaning in shock and pain. I smirked and just looked at him on my peripheral vision. I turned to face his back and played with my razors. Throwing it in the air and fluidly catching them on their hilts.

"tut. tut. tut. You asked for blood bath, didn't you, Black? I'm a little disappointed that you're surprised with that simple move, after your show…"

"You-You… I-" He started to say, but I had my blades crossed around his neck, having his Adam's apple on hostage, preventing him to speak out anything any further.

"You what?" I smirked. "Now, you are as handicapped as Blonde, we'll do this as just. But you'll still face me, fist to fist."

"That's-!" He wanted to complain, I knew that. But I tightened my hold.

"That is what? You have no right to complain, BlackBeard. Zero and I have also absorbed the venom on our system… we are also as handicapped, but we won't let you clean your wound until this extravaganza has been put to end. Suffer your consequences, Kuran Kaname."

BlackBeard.

I froze. She knew? She knows my name? I mean, yes I am… a very prominent person, but I never advertise my physique.

Everybody just knew me… by name. Kuran.

Kuran Kaname.

She sneered. "I was kind of hitting on blind spots, but oh well, your reaction says it all… The Great Kuran's amateur and immature side, eh? Quite fun."

She was scary. I-I didn't think that those glass looks can be any eerier.

"A frail, fragile, feeble Kuran… my, my, my…"

"Wha-what do you wa-want, Blank?"

"The reason." She said in all firm.

I gulped. "I don't know what you're talking about…"

She smiled an empty one. "Oh really? The hired hoodies? Background checks? You got the money, but why spend it on me? What's the reason?"

"I am in no liberty to say anything to you."

"Right, well, we might have to do this… the long way then."

She backed away and stood next to Zero. They exchanged nods and before I could start registering everything, Zero pulled the trigger and shot one of my comrades on the shoulder, then the other one on his knee. He did it without even blinking an eye. He did it with rings of the blow hanging on our ears.

The screams of my comrades were voiceless.

Heartless.

"STOP!" I manages to shout, despite the blinding pain that was throbbing on the midst of my belly. Even thought she slashed me only skin height, the smarting of the cut was unexplainable.

The infamous tainted blades of the Blank.

But I have no right to call them heartless…

I initiated their gangster personas…

And as expected, they showed me amusements:

Gangsters are fashioned for warfare.

Violence for pleasure.

Blood splatters, as addictive as wine.

Weapons and strategized combat skills, a great must.

And she asked me about the reason…

Simple, a feminine-gangster since kid, top titleholder of MD's first batch, the fastest motor mobster of all time - Blank fascinates me.

And before I could leave consciousness, I saw them walking towards me.

The image of her face stuck on my memory.

Placid, at the same time, detached. Beautiful. Very beautiful.

END. (of chapter)

A/N: Okay fine, Kuran Kaname was a bit off/OCC as everybody'll say. But you know, I just want to solidify his hobby. Lol. And you can't deny that Kuran Kaname had always been passionate up to every last ? XD

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